From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love-Chapter 410: Discovering the Secret

After dinner, Nan Qiao saw the message from Bai Jingrui and was somewhat surprised.

A fashion show?

Traveling abroad?

Before Nan Qiao could reply, Bai Jingyan raised his juice glass and said, "Little sister, let’s have a toast."

Nan Qiao had to put down her phone and clink glasses with Bai Jingyan.

The moment passed, and Nan Qiao didn’t have time to reply to Bai Jingrui’s message.

Nan Qiao chatted with her family.

After the meal, everyone went on to attend to their own business.

Nan Qiao accompanied Grandpa Bai and Granny Bai to visit Old Lu.

...

When the three of them arrived, Old Lu took something out and placed it on the table.

"Qiaoqiao, it’s thanks to you. I never would have thought I’ve been living under surveillance every single day. With the detector you gave me, I found all these bugs and cameras."

Grandpa Bai and Granny Bai weren’t too surprised—they had also experienced betrayal by a grandchild before.

Bai Yurou was so ruthless that she almost killed the whole family.

A child like that truly cannot be kept around!

Grandpa Bai said, "Do you know who’s behind this?"

Old Lu nodded and replied, "It should be Lu Tianlei’s mistress Ren Yongshi and her son. I didn’t agree to let them into the family, so they are trying to harm me. I don’t have evidence yet; it’s just suspicion for now."

Granny Bai asked, "Have you sent someone to investigate?"

Old Lu nodded, "I’ve been investigating. Once I have evidence, I will kick Ren Yongshi and Lu Zhengyang out. They should dream on about inheriting the Lu Family’s fortune—I’ll never agree to it!"

Old Lu continued, "Lu Chen and Lu Wang are boys I’ve watched grow up; they wouldn’t harm me. If they wanted to, they wouldn’t wait until now."

Adding to this suspicion, Old Lu had heard from Nan Qiao about a gift he had received, which made him believe even more that Ren Yongshi was involved.

Old Lu took out a painting and placed it on the table. frёewebηovel.cѳm

"Qiaoqiao, take a look at this painting. My own son, Lu Tianlei, knows I love Master Shan Shui’s artwork, so he specially bought this for me. I hung this painting in my bedroom, spending every day with it. Take a look—is it possible this painting nearly cost me my life?"

Nan Qiao put on gloves, opened the painting, and maintained some distance from the three elders.

Nan Qiao inspected the painting carefully while the three elders looked on curiously, worried whether it was indeed the painting that was problematic.

Nan Qiao unfurled the scroll, and before long, she used tweezers to extract five insects.

The insects were placed in a glass container by Nan Qiao, revealing their appearance more vividly.

Nan Qiao brought the glass jar before the three elders and placed it on the table.

"Grandpa Lu, the person who gave you this painting had malicious intent. The painting is fake, and there are poisonous bugs hidden inside it."

Old Lu: "!!"

The painting he cherished was fake!

The person who gifted the painting wanted him dead!

Old Lu’s face turned pale. Grandpa Bai reassured him, saying, "Brother Lu, you must stay strong. Find the person who gave you the painting; they cannot be allowed to roam free."

Old Lu slowly nodded, deeply grateful to Nan Qiao.

"Qiaoqiao, thank you. Without you, I might’ve been poisoned to death by now."

Seeing the insects, Nan Qiao couldn’t help but recall the events with the Bai Family.

Bai Yurou had used a similar tactic, and now Old Lu was being targeted by someone employing the same method.

Could it be that the culprits behind harming Old Lu and Bai Yurou’s associates were linked?

What were these people scheming together?

Nan Qiao pulled out her phone and asked Houzi to investigate whether Lu Chen, Lu Wang, and Lu Zhengyang were truly biological children of the Lu Family.

Could the situation be similar to the Bai Family?

Nan Qiao didn’t voice these speculations aloud.

Without evidence, it would be irresponsible to make such claims.

"Grandpa Lu, you must pretend you know nothing about this for now. Alerting them prematurely without evidence will make it harder to bring the culprits to justice."

Old Lu nodded but still struggled to accept the reality of what had happened.

"Brother Lu, you must stay calm and collected," said Grandpa Bai.

Old Lu nodded, familiar with the Bai Family’s ordeal.

Having been through similar trials, he knew the importance of patience.

"Grandpa Lu, I’ll take these bugs back with me. Continue taking your medication, and don’t hesitate to call me if anything happens."

Old Lu nodded, saying, "Qiaoqiao, thank you. I should’ve given you a gift earlier, but the artisan hadn’t completed it yet. It’s finished now. Take a look and see if you like it."

As soon as Old Lu said this, his bodyguard entered, holding a box.

The box was placed down, and the bodyguard left.

Old Lu pushed the box toward Nan Qiao.

"Qiaoqiao, this is just a token of my appreciation. You must accept it."

Nan Qiao glanced at Grandpa Bai. Naturally, she didn’t want to accept the gift.

Grandpa Bai gave a slight nod, leaving Nan Qiao no choice but to take it. "Thank you, Grandpa Lu."

When Nan Qiao opened the box, she found a solid gold brick—a large one, incredibly hefty.

Nan Qiao roughly estimated it weighed over thirty pounds.

"Brother Lu, this gift is far too extravagant," Grandpa Bai remarked with a laugh.

"Brother Bai, this is just a small gesture. Qiaoqiao saved my life. Without her, I’d be dead by now. What good would wealth do me if I was gone?"

Nan Qiao said, "Grandpa, Grandpa Lu, I’ll take these bugs back to study. You can continue chatting for now."

Grandpa Bai said, "I’ll head out too. The parrot at home is expecting me to feed it."

They exchanged farewells and left together.

...

Nan Qiao went to the lab with the bugs and busied herself there.

After her work was finished, Nan Qiao confirmed that the person targeting Old Lu with a curse was connected to Bai Yurou.

Had these people spun a web across Jing City?

Were they trying to entrap Jing City’s wealthy elite?

Nan Qiao thought of someone: Du Qianqian, Bai Yurou’s former best friend.

Later, Du Qianqian saw through Bai Yurou’s true nature and distanced herself from her.

Nan Qiao found Du Qianqian’s number and called her. "Du Qianqian, do you have time right now? There’s something I’d like to ask you."

Du Qianqian’s voice sounded exhausted. "Nan Qiao, perfect timing—I have something I need your help with, too."

Nan Qiao: ?

What a coincidence!

Nan Qiao gave her an address and arranged for them to meet soon.

...

Nan Qiao arrived first and ordered a cup of coffee.

Before long, Du Qianqian turned up, looking drained and worn. The once-vibrant young lady now seemed defeated, as though facing insurmountable struggles.

"What’s going on? What do you need help with?"

Du Qianqian said, "My grandmother has turned cold and still hasn’t woken up. My uncle currently controls the shares she transferred to him, and now my dad has been pushed out of the company. Our family has also been evicted from the old mansion."

Nan Qiao: ??

That ruthless?

Du Qianqian continued, "My grandmother’s health has always been stable. I want you to come check her pulse and see what’s wrong. How could she suddenly fall into a coma?"

Du Qianqian was clearly anxious—for her grandmother, her family, and herself.

She had been a privileged young lady, and now her family had lost everything.

Assets had been frozen, and her uncle was even trying to buy her family’s remaining shares.

Du Qianqian asked, "By the way, what did you want to ask me about?"